from Quora
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A bartender is new in town in the old west. He’s busy serving drinks when a guy comes bursting thru the swinging doors gasping “Big Earl’s a-comin into town”. Immediately, all the customers drop what they’re doing, run out the door, and scatter down the street out of town. The bartender has no idea what all this means.
But soon, he hears loud foot steps coming towards the saloon. Then the biggest guy he’s ever seen rips the doors off, tosses them aside, bends down a little to get through the doorway. He sees the bartender cowering behind a table, picks him up, and tosses him behind the bar, walks over and says “whiskey”.
Terrified, the bartender gets a glass and a bottle and brings them over. The guy grabs the bottle, slams down a handful of coins so forcefully it cracks the bar, tears the top off the whiskey his teeth, and drinks it all down, and dashes the empty bottle on the floor. The frightened bartender manages to say “can I get you anything else, sir”?
The man says, “nope. Gotta run. Big Earl’s comin.”
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